i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

propensity within someone

your feed looks like my tumblr

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

yeah

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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I Write Goodbye Letter

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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not so on: yvf(wthw)

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but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

but really the thing should be autonomous

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.